Oh my gentle friends,
Now you are going to the wider world,
May you all live in sweet milk and curd,
In this pleasant world like you are not to be found,
Who have been educated from this fruitful ground,
Tears are rolling from my eyes to bid you good-bye,
Because of your affection and love for sweet guys,
But as per the worldly custom, you have to climb more stairs,
In order to achieve the goals which are rarest of rare,
The school is lovely, dark and deep,
But goals are yet to be achieved,
Hence, good-bye to tears and welcome to cheers,
Cheers and only cheers, no more place for tears.